"Right then." Great, another fine job of reminding her of being a slave. "Well you'd be worth winning. Though I don't plan on putting you in the pot."
Cracked my window and lit a smoke, inhaling the scent of desert air along with the smoke and chicken. "Mostly poker, though I don't mind tossing away change in the slots." Course if she was going to play any poker I'd have to give her a few lessons in our hotel room. Might even have to put some clothes on the line.
Grinned and took a drag.
"There's other things to do there too." Or so I'd heard.